If my mother gives me advice, I think she's judgemental. If my mother gives my friends advice, they think she's wise (and that she is very, very cool).
While at every turn I fight being like my mother (a fight I'm losing), my friends all say they want to be just like my mother when they are her age (but they'll be just like their own mothers).
My 8 year-old daughter says she wants to be just like me when she grows up. She always seeks my approval. But ultimately it will be her friends who treat me like a rock star.
The whole cycle is just so twisted.
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Saturday, April 24, 2010
Twisted Minds
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You know you come from a long line of people fighting not to be people, yet still ending up just as bat shit crazy as the generation before. Its like predestination, except different.
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